Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kuwait and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ohio Players to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by a-ha. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
The Moody Blues,
Joe Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moss Icon,
MDC,
Faust,
New York Dolls,
Moby Grape,
Pierre Henry,
Robert Hood,
Bill Wells,
Agent Orange,
Kerri Chandler,
Ponytail,
Drive Like Jehu,
Porter Ricks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Real Kids,
Hasil Adkins,
10cc,
Skaos,
Metal Thangz,
Siglo XX,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Q and Not U,
Radio Birdman,
The Names,
The Stooges,
Mr. Review,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
Black Bananas,
Ultra Naté,
The Remains,
Tim Buckley,
Rekid,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Saints,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ice-T,
The American Breed,
Mandrill,
Lungfish,
The Young Rascals,
Prince Buster,
H. Thieme,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doors,
The J.B.'s,
Khruangbin,
Dual Sessions,
Symarip,
Donald Byrd,
Joey Negro,
Schoolly D,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.